If shards of glass,
Were scattered all over my mouth,
I would've still weaved you sentences,
To make sure you know that you're loved.
If shards of glass,
Were scattered all over my throat,
I would've still swallowed everything you've placed before me,
To make sure you know that someone could take you whole.
If shards of glass,
Were scattered all over my lungs,
I would've still drawed every breath deeply into your fragrance,
To make sure you're carved inside me.
And still, you wander around in your thoughts,
Asking,
"Am i important to you? "
Tapi sayangku,
If i were a poem,
You would be my writer,
If i were a flower,
You would be the sun,
If i were a pious worshipper,
You would be my God,
You would've been and always will be the sole reason for my existence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem